I call him bubbelah when I am feeling affectionate and a schnorrer when I describe his habit of buying clothes from Primark. I buy mine there out of n...cessity; Howard shops there because he is a schnorrer. He makes me furious, but he also makes me laugh my head off – we have a series of in jokes and nicknames for people. I entertain him with my talent for mimicry and he makes me laugh just by describing the many terrible things he does. Howard made me very sad and very angry for a while when I. Much more than when he spoke about people. I had the feeling he only tolerated people. I could certainly understand why he might feel that way.To be honest Lady and Tramp kept me on the farm longer than I planned. I would have loved to take them on walks, but they didn't seem interested in any of us. They kept to themselves.Every morning since their first full day, I had brought them an egg biscuit from the Dairy Queen. I walked into the shed and sat on a small milking stool. I would have sat. " She moved closer to the car, unlocking the door. He pushed her up against thecar, pressing his firm body against hers, his face inches from hers and smiled.He whispered into her ear, his hand sliding up on her thigh. "Baby, I know you. I know what you want and how you want it, and you know I cangive it to you. Remember Megan, I know what makes your cunt quiver, how to makeyou beg, how to make you crawl. You know you still want me. Come with me Megan.We'll go for a drink and talk. I've changed. “Nurse, you are just drop dead sexy. I have seen you walking around and watched those big breasts jiggling under your dress. You arouse me and make me lust for you. I’d love it if you would teach me the language of sex as I've heard nurses are very good at teaching that.”Stunned, I asked myself, “What did he say? Is this real?” I stared back at him and one thought was running through my head, “Oh yes, I want this delicious guy for sure.” “Wow, you are clear in what your needs are, my boy!.